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I have a huge problem. I hate breakfast. I hate eating breakfast, I hate thinking about breakfast, and I especially hate cooking breakfast.

When I was younger, I had a real problem eating breakfast before school. Starting around sixth grade, I stopped eating breakfast entirely, and that lasted about five years. By the time I was a senior, I was able to grab a granola bar or some crackers to go, but that was about it.

In the summer, my go-to breakfast is cereal. Our house is usually stocked with Cheerios, Kix, and Frosted Flakes, and since I don’t get up until 8 or 9 every morning, breakfast is a little easier to stomach (compared with six in the morning). My favorite cereal is Lucky Charms, but my mom won’t buy them, so I only get them when I’m away at school.

I don’t mind pancakes and french toast and bacon, but eggs? Forget it. I have always had a huge problem with eggs. I can tolerate omelets on occasion, but straight up scrambled eggs are public breakfast enemy number one. Something about the texture and the taste just gross me out.

Today, I came downstairs for breakfast and took a peek into the pantry. We have a pretty big Cheerio collection right now, so I grabbed the box of Honey Nut and made my way to the fridge.

That was when I found out the worst news: no milk. I was pretty disappointed. My brother has swim practice in a few minutes, so with one of my quick breakfast options depleted, I was going to have to get creative. I didn’t have time for pancakes or waffles, there is no bacon in this house, and I’m pretty sure if there were any granola bars left I’d have eaten them yesterday.

I made my brother eggs to fuel him up for practice, and while I had the cheese out, I decided to make myself a breakfast quesadilla. I have a hard time eating a lot in the morning, especially heavy stuff, so all that went into my quesadilla was Kraft Four Cheese Mexican. I grilled it on the skillet, and it was done in time to sit down and enjoy breakfast with my brother.

Sometimes you have to think outside of the box a little to get what you want. I wanted breakfast, but traditional breakfast food wasn’t working for me. Hopefully, though, I’ll have time to go get milk today.